The Hidden Room

Draco had searched Rosina's room, but nothing was interesting other than it looked like a dungeon on its own. He could imagine himself living in that kind of place, and a series of memories opened up from his past life in the Palace.

Shaking his head, Draco headed out and started at the living room, to the pictures attached to the wall, which didn't have any single portrait of Rosina.

"Haha! Seems like we're similar at this type of thing," Draco chuckled while shaking his head. He didn't have any portraits on the walls in the Palace, but he didn't mind it since several royal pups' paintings weren't displayed either. One of them was Ambra since the Queen hated her, and the King blamed her for the second Prince's death.

Draco proceeded to the next floor, explored each room of the pack members, and skipped several of them since he wasn't interested in other wolves sh^t that weren't related to Rosina.